I want to lead a creative life, she said.
I want to be surrounded by beauty.
I want to challenge my notions of how things are and replace them with the questioning of what things could be.
It has taken me a long time to get here.
To listen to that voice I know has always been there,
but I’ve been calling it different names:
first it was acting, then it was advertising, it transitioned to branding and moved into fashion and activism.
Braiding drove me deeper into exploring that space.
Writing has always been there,
because this longing is nothing else,
but the need to express all that I have deeply repressed;
that holding on to a message that was made to be shared.
The decision has been made. A change of approach is what’s next,
and let me tell you,
it’s a lonely place,
because there’s no one left to guide my way.
This is now a conversation with myself.
I’m used to being surrounded by people.
but when in crowds
the only voice that will always be silenced
will be your own, I’ve learned.
I’m holding tight to my thread
The one that has always led my way.
May I channel the voices of many.
May I braid them all in one space.
May we make them transcend.
I am standing at the edge of this mountain.
I am standing.